Correction Lyrics Still Counting (Remix) by Sniper

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Tell that hoe we back n***a (tell that hoe we back)
Don't forget, don't forget
Please forward, please forward
Hold on, 136 major flippin' (1-3-6 gang n***a)
Yeah, yeah
1-0-1, ReckinBoy

Did some freestyles with CP (yeah)
Talkin' 'bout the vibe but they didn't even include me
I got ten of them and I'm still countin' one, two, three (uh)
Got so much on me so we goin' for a shopping spree

Couple wins and a losses, I was stuck in the trap and I got exhausted
Trust me, you do not what this sh*t be costin'
n***a come from the hood and he really flossed
It was just a lil' edit a n***a took
When they hear about it, they gon' know we crook
Hit a lick and they come and I go to book
Goin' HAM on these n***as then I done shook
Put the dope in the b*t*h and I gotta cook
Tell 'em I teach a lesson, I'm not a rook
Tryna stretch out the game like I'm OG Tuk'
If you f**k with my fam, Im'a get the rope
She a bad little b*t*h and I gotta look to a whole another level, yeah
We done took
Got a mask on her face like "babe, what you cookin' ?"
n***a talkin' that sh*t like a n***a stupid
Im'a get aggravated, you get the shootin'
Show you n***as I'm gangsta and start recruitin'
I can tell you a clown n***a, who you foolin' ?
We just told the lil' n***a we stay schoolin'
She a foreign lil' b*t*h but she speak fluent
n***a went in the kitchen, knew what he doin'
And half of these n***as just want it ruined
Got this sh*t in the mixer like we was brewin'
I'm so A1-7 like I'm back in the axe
Stuck in the trap tryna run up the bag
Still trappin' for racks, she pushin' the jag
OG kush, I ain't smokin, all swag
Baby, I'm sorry, I didn't meant to brag
Lil' mama, you thuggin' , you know that you bad
Gotta be trappin' and run up the cash
I gotta go hard, put that work in

Did some freestyles with CP (yeah)
Talkin' 'bout the vibe but they didn't even include me
I got ten of them and I'm still countin' one, two, three (four, five)
Got so much on me so we goin' for a shopping spree

Pour a litre
Got three bars, Adidas (yeah)
These pros' need it
I'm about to feed 'em (come get it)
Killed some features
He got them custom sneakers
Deep in metres
Bluetooth, connect speaker

(MK)
Get down lil chick
I be actin' cool and then these haters start to trip (yeah)
My uncle talking cash and I know he want some of it (ching, ching)
You're tellin' me to grow up, first stop actin' like a kid
I add drips in the flow
Name MadKid with an "O" (MK)
My bro cool, you ain't gotta know him
This my talent and I'm showin' it (eh-eh)
Wanna shoot a film, let's act
Ordinary life ain't bad
We gon pull up like Mac' (uh, woo!)
MK on the mic' , I'm rappin'

Yea' , lil' mama, she be twerkin'
I just got her caught up the purpin'
My lil' n***as, they be murkin'
Loud gang, we be workin'
Movin' that wife from the east to the nawf
Talkin' that sh*t, they gon' shoot for your mouth
Keepin' the gutter, I ain't do it for clout
Grindin' for money, that's what we about

That's what we about
Don't do it for clout
My n***as smoke loud
Put her ass on her mouth
Oh yeah, go down
Put that hoe, sh*t down
Can't look right now
We ain't f**kin' around
And all my b*t*hes is bad
But you never run up my bag
She wanna climb on my back
Tell 'em luxurious facts
When I'm workin' it's hard to relax
b*t*h, run up to the max
They took me off of his back
Tell that OG all these facts

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